Sunday, December 6, 2009
pawleys cup 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
November 2009
Just recently back from Charleston where I played in the Yeamans Hall Senior on what has become one of my favorite courses. Three rounds on this Seth Raynor classic with no cut is a fine way to go. Traveling there I was saying to myself that I have played so few events this season I wanted to try and be easy on myself and not expect too much in terms of performance. This sounded like a good plan but once I teed off and made a few pars I desperately wanted to play well, especially with all my gloving contemporaries playing there too.
I wasn’t very comfortable and made some poor shots and many bad decisions. In the first round I turned in 41 with two doubles and felt discouraged. I was thinking to myself, “ do I like doing this?” I said to myself as I went to the tenth tee I was going to make no more bogies and played 10 through 15 very well with all pars and lots of birdie putts. I made bogies from the fringe at 16 & 17 and at 18 I layed up to my wedge yardage and slightly pulled my 95 yard shot into the edge of the bunker pin high. When I couldn’t find the ball I knew it was buried and I made a good putt for my 6 after finding the ball and barely getting out into the high rough surrounding the bunker. I felt sick to my stomach as I signed my card especially when I saw the low scores on the scoreboard…. I had shot 79.
I went straight to the range and played lots of 95 yard shots just like the one I had just had at 18. This is a part of my game, 30-90 yard shots where I am not nearly as accurate as I’d like to be. I was able to find a rhythm and played lots of fine shots on the range.
In the second round I played better and did not make any doubles, but still wasted lots of shots and had a number of 3-putts for 75 which is 5 over par. I was 14 over after two round and the leader was close to par, maybe 1 or 2 over.
The last round I shot 73 and felt a bit more comfortable out there. But on the first hole added to pin sheet info to the front rather than the middle of the green yardage….so I had 162 instead of 132. I was able to smile at this idiocy.
Driving home I was thinking about what is ahead as I always do. I want to be better and to enjoy myself more.
I sent Billy Harmon an e-mail asking if I could phone him to talk. I did so and spent 45 minutes on the phone. It was so great to be able to talk with someone I respect, someone who has spent his life in and around the game. He was full of insight. Here’s a bit of what he said.
Playing well is not as much about good swings as it is about belief in your ability to play.
Your attitude and the way you think about your game is everything.
Managing your thoughts is difficult but crucial to giving yourself a chance to perform.
He suggested that after each shot I consider this; was it my swing that failed or was it my interference from my mind, which dominated the time playing the shot. If you are trying to not go out of bounds, if that is what you are thinking then you really have not given yourself a chance to play a good golf shot.
Being afraid is very different from being nervous.
He told me a great story about his friend Frank Beard, who said; every golfer approaches a round and many shots within the round with a 40 lb bag of self doubt, lack of confidence, nerves, etc. = a 40 lb. bag of “shit!” Frank said, “ the reason I was successful is that I found a way to put that bag off to the side and give myself the 25-45 seconds I needed to play my shot.”
After my phone conversation I went to the golf course with a short putter ( I have been putting with a long putter for 18 months ) and shot a 6 under 66 making putts from everywhere. Yesterday I played in my normal Sunday game where there is much more pressure and I was determined to take the short putter and give it a try. I made a 3 footer on one and two and a 20 footer on 3 and putted pretty well. I did have 2 three putts. I had 72 on the difficult Duke course
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
swinging instead of thinking
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
last week
coming to the mountains I was feeling excited about working on my game. I should note that working is a term deserving some scrutiny. I have had a really good stretch of golf where I was able to shoot some scores in the 60s and capped off my good play with a 63 at Finley on July 18. I birdied the last 6 holes for 29 to pair with a 34 on the front. I was “on” in a way that was so much fun because I was simply seeing the shot and trusting myself to play the shot I visualized. And hey I was making putt after putt many of them from 12-15 feet. At the last I had 135 to a tight pin and my shot hit the flag and dropped down very close.
I seem to always fall into a similar trap.....wanting to reinforce or practice to make my game more reliable and I was using my experience with this very low round as a model. but it seems I always experiment and tweek this and that and is what happened here this week and before I knew it I was totally lost. my swing felt just terrible with no rhythm or tempo. I fell to a level of desperation, which I can hardly ever remember sinking to before. I had the awful "yips" with short shots and often ended up out of breath and off balance at the end of my swing. I tried everything but couldn't stick with anything and didn't know what to do.
my scores were the worst I have ever recorded here in the mountains and on the short course I could never make a birdie....all this just a few weeks after making 9 birdies in one round on a much more challenging course. My last wedge shot at 18 yesterday, was a shot that felt different and sooo much better. my hands felt "quiet" and the club's back and through swing felt controlled by my pivot and shoulder turn. So I headed off this a.m. by myself at 7 a.m. to try and recreate this feeling with all my clubs. I played 18 holes and was by the end really on. The club was swinging again I was on balance and I was contacting the ball solidly. but most amazing were all the short shots around the green which I would practice on every hole. I played shot after shot which had the correct trajectory and I was able to contact the ball first. I was so relaxed and my grip pressure felt soft and constant. I had this feeling that I was pre-cocked at address with my hands low and the right hand pad pressure pushing down on my left thumb and molding my hands together as one. this "locked-in" feeling with my hands allows me a smooth swinging tempo where my shoulders and body control the club. my arms stay close to my body and the swing is a smaller swing w/o my arms ever "running away" from my body on the backswing. There is no hit, no jump, no losing my spine angle when my body stops and I straighten up. just like a switch went off and I could play any shot I wanted to and holed out twice and left many others at tap-in range.
the bunker shots I played were even better and I holed one of these out and only played 3 shots. again there was no stop and flip but an acceleration and the great "thump" sound when your technique is correct. again the club seemed to go up quicker and was pre-cocked so all I had to do was turn my shoulders and stay within my foundation.
the image of tom watson came quickly to mind as I felt like he looks and I even assumed his attitude of being unattached to where my ball went and I would simply swing and let go. my divots were shallow and on most every shot my hands felt passive and as if their job was simply to keep the grip pressure secure and steady.I was amazed by how much less effort I was using and I played a few shots where there was a heavy hit sound created by the speed possible from the centrifugal force you achieve when you are in the position and on balance to simply let go. I thought back to all the awful swings I have made this last week where I was trying so hard, finishing off balance and tense.
my posture was athletic and bent from the waist and my arms were loose and "drappy" feeling. I am sure my back swing pace was slower but when I had tried over and over to do this earlier this week I would always speed up and jump into the ball. today I felt the transition as balanced and effortless.
when I have made this swing before there is the sense that the heel of the sole contacts the ground with the toe in the air.....I am unsure if that is in fact what happens but the divots were square and you could see the toe was not racing to square the face by the depth and shape of the divots.